God looked around his garden

And found an empty place

He then looked down upon the earth

And saw your tired face.

He put his arms around you

And lifted you to rest.

God's garden must be beautiful

He always takes the best.

He knew that you were suffering

He knew you were in pain.

He knew that you would never

Get well on earth again.

He saw the road was getting rough

And the hills were hard to climb

So he closed your weary eyelids

And whispered “peace be thine”.

It broke our hearts to lose you

But you didn't go alone

For part of us went with you

The day God called you home.